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Chapter 33: Selling Words as Goods to Know Home

Zhang Wang, the Taoist priest, smiled and said: "There are many Taoist wood arts, including ascending wood, evergreen, winding, green forest, dead wood, etc. I suggest you choose the 'Green Dragon ascending wood technique' and major in the 'wood seal' among them. One is the foundation, and then it is better to understand the other spells."

Xu Yuanchang was very satisfied with receiving such detailed guidance and bowed to express his thanks.

"Don't thank me in a hurry. The Qinglong Shengmu Technique belongs to the Taoist sect's authentic secret method. Except for the Taoist Palace and Chonglong Temple, even if it is sold elsewhere, most of them are incomplete. I can't teach it to you rashly. I can give you a chance. , within two years, you will exchange treasures worth one thousand spiritual coins."

Taoist Zhang Wang poured a ladle of cold water on his head and poured it down gently.

The law is not passed down lightly, and for the sake of the younger generation's closeness and suitable foundation, he proposed the test of exchanging treasures.

Xu Yuanchang was a little dumbfounded and kept talking for a long time, "Are you kidding me?"

For two years, he worked very hard to draw talismans as a means of making money, but it was difficult to earn enough 1,000 spirit coins. Such practice would probably result in the loss of a comfortable state of mind, and the gain would outweigh the gain?
"You can settle for the next best thing and practice other 'wood raising' techniques, the effect is slightly less satisfactory."

Zhang Wang gave other options, turned around and walked forward.

Being able to give so many pointers is worthy of Yan Ruoxing's trust.

Xu Yuanchang secretly gritted his teeth and couldn't care less. He had to try to struggle before the opportunity, and said: "Daozhang Zhang, please wait a moment."

He sat down, spread out a small piece of rice paper, dipped his pen in ink, and wrote "When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine." The ink dripped in regular script.

He didn't want to be ungrateful and slap Yan Ruoxing in the face.

In fact, Taoist Zhang, whom Lao Yan claimed to have a close personal relationship with, made too many promises, and the secret method was hard to come by.

The Xuegong and Daogong families are close neighbors and compete with each other. On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, they will meet their friends with poems.

Zhang Daozhang had previously been nonchalant in his words, but in fact he cared deeply in his heart. He used small means with words to stimulate the young talents to scratch their heads and hold back their ink before going to play. He watched with cold eyes and felt clear in his heart.

The "Water Melody Song" he plagiarized and concocted will come out of nowhere and will surely become the brightest star tonight.

Laoyan, Laoyan, I’m sorry.

Zhang Wang read the first sentence and his eyes lit up.

Well, this guy has such a wonderful saying hidden in his pocket.

No wonder Yan Ruoxing's pretty face was bragging to him that Xu Yuanchang would be more promising by studying than practicing Taoism. It was really not a lie. As he looked down, he became more and more relaxed and contented.

It is so grand and powerful, worthy of being a cultivator of immortality, it has been written to the heavens.

It’s so cold at such a high place!
The following words, "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes," aroused the ups and downs in his heart.

By the time "May we live forever, we can share the beauty of the moon together thousands of miles apart", Zhang Wang could already predict that tonight's battle would be very exciting, and that the face carefully prepared by the County Academy would be rubbed on the ground by this poem, and then rubbed, and rubbed again and again. .

For important things, rub them three times.

Are the mouths of those sour scholars tougher than those of ducks?
Zhang Wang reminded him with a smile: "Write down the name of the word card as well."

He has a high level of cultivation, but even reading this word can cause ups and downs in his heart several times, which is amazing.

Xu Yuanchang wrote the words "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" in the blank space in front of him without signing it. He put down the brush and saw Zhang Wang reaching out and touching it, and the entire piece of lyrics had been taken away.

Zhang Wang was even more surprised. The moment the poem was completely presented, it formed a lively and vivid literary style, and it appeared on the paper.

Of course, he couldn't let it slowly dissipate between heaven and earth, and use means to imprison the rare Zhong Lingwen Qi.

I once heard that peerless writing can attract literary aura from heaven, but today I saw it with my own eyes.

What a stunning literary talent!

"Xu Yuanchang, would you be willing to trade this painting of yours for me to learn the 'Qinglong Shengmu Technique'?"

"Yes, thank you Daochang Zhang for your permission."

Xu Yuanchang clasped his fists in surprise to express his thanks.

One poem was worth a thousand spiritual coins, and he still had a belly that could be sold at any time.

His guess was correct, Taoist Zhang wanted to use this word to slap the academy in the face. He will seize the opportunity very well, otherwise it would be hard to tell at any other time. For a Taoist priest, poetry is no more than a small Taoist, and his conversational skills during leisure time are far less valued than the scholars in the academy.

But Taoist priests are also human beings, and they have a desire to win.

He apologized to Yan Ruoxing again from the bottom of his heart. For that thousand spirit coins, it won't hurt if you get an extra slap.

"Tomorrow morning, I will teach you the technique."

Zhang Wang left an explanation and hurried out.

He is a master of Chonglong Temple, teaches a basic secret method, and can make his own decisions.

He wanted to make another copy of the poem, and then share the news with Zhi Guanshi, who was in charge of the Taoist Palace in the county.

Slapping in the face is a technical job, and all wise people who are suffering from the scholarly atmosphere of the academy should participate in it to their heart's content.

It's a festive day today, everyone is having fun.

Of course the manuscript must be sold to Yan Ruoxing.

He wants Zhong Lingwen Qi to be useless, Yan Ruoxing has a rare treasure "Taihe Stone" in his hand, which he has coveted for a long time.

Xu Yuanchang was in a very good mood. He packed up his papers and pens and put them into a bamboo box and walked out of the lecture room. He only attended lectures for half a day at a time and did not come in the afternoon.

Many young and talented people in the lecture hall are still scratching their stomachs and worrying about the poor ink in their bellies.

It was almost evening.

Xu Yuanchang came to Taibai Restaurant and walked into the private room on the third floor. Just after drinking a cup of tea, Yin Quan and Lan Yinger, who was wearing a curtain hat, walked in. A few days ago, they had agreed to have a drink together on this festive day.

While drinking and chatting, Yin Quan inquired about what Junior Brother Xu had seen and gained in the Dao Palace these days.

Xu Yuanchang picked up useful information and shared it with the two of them. He took the opportunity to explain what he heard about the saying that "the order of the five elements varies from person to person" and proposed a solution. He would focus on the spell that he could learn easily. There would be no mistakes and abandon the others. The miscellaneous Five Elements method may be able to break the bottleneck.

Lan Ying'er had already taken off her curtain and whispered: "I have heard of the saying 'Five elements are in order' before, but I didn't know there was such a particular emphasis on it. I will try to practice only one water method and give up the other four."

She has been stuck in the late stage of Qi-entraining realm for two years.

Yin Quan sighed, it was so difficult to abandon what he had learned.

In order to go further, you have to try no matter how difficult it is.

Xu Yuanchang looked at Senior Brother Yin across from him, hesitated, and said: "The Taoist priest in the lecture hall once said that re-cultivation of San Gong can solve the troubles ahead. I may be able to ask the deacon of the Taoist Palace tomorrow to get an accurate letter. How about you guys? Wait a minute."

As soon as these words came out, the two people opposite fell into silence.

Lan Ying'er looked at Yin Quan with a smile on her face: "If the method of dispersing the power is feasible, I will do it first and you will do it later."

Yin Quan forced out a smile and said, "You are senior sister, you come first."

Two people cannot disperse their skills at the same time. One must retain the strength to protect both of them.

The hardships of casual cultivation made the two people's lives dependent on each other.

The banquet later was duller than usual and ended earlier. Yin Quan was drunk after eating, so he dragged Lan Ying'er, staggered and sang tuneless songs loudly, and walked south. People were rushing on the street.

Qingping City closes four gates at dusk every day, and there is a curfew at Xu time.

Xu Yuanchang walked north alone. He walked through the alleys to see if anyone was following him, and soon detoured to Xicheng.

The full moon is rising in the east, the lights in the academy are brightly lit, people are coming and going on the streets, and the excitement has just begun.

The Academy and the Dao Palace belong to the city and are not subject to the curfew in the city. The night patrol soldiers will bypass the Wen Dao Street in the north of the city and avoid facing the drunken and wild scholars.

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　Thanks to "linyelei1970" for the reward and encouragement!

　　
　
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